How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your

 

The mood was strange.

 

fighting, but they couldn’t take

 

each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t

 

almost chest

 

you’re at

 

are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking

 

doing here, then? Hurry up and

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

came closer, as if there

 

if you don’t participate in the

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

and dug her nails into the back of his neck,

 

was twice her size, but he went

 

people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of

 

the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of

 

yet macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all at

 

eyes turned

 

me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone

 

that woman smiled at

 

smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t call

 

the woman vanished and I lost myself

 

***

 

right into my eyes had me twitching, trying

 

came to me was the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but

 

Who got me here? What happened at the

 

turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone

 

I wanted to cry.

 

see him safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no words coming

 

in, my eyes leaving no part of his face untouched.

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

to move my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater than anything

 

hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze.

 

wasn’t really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t really matter, none

 

previous life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before

 

in my own

 

just like him, the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because

 

“What…?”

 

been broken for a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it

 

was something I knew very well, something that had revealed itself to me time and time

 

been with me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I

 

been like

 

“Always.”

 

and his lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you

 

where I’m hated without doing anything. I can’t seem to

 

until I

 

still kept on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look in

 

could embrace me fully, enveloping me in

 

burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in

 

understand why my head

 

had a dream, but I didn’t remember it at

 

like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not always all about you, you

 

arrogant man, I

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